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Nom nom nom. Mmmmm yummy.
Ren sat next to Strade's decomposed body while eating something. His hands, lips and some of his shirt was messy with blood stains.
Nom nom. Nom nom
He continued to munch onto Strade's heart while he just layed there, still and unmoving. His shirt was taken off and his chest was torn apart, leaving a massive gap between his body. His eyes just sorta stared out into that dimly-lit basement ceiling. He was already dead(NAH NO SHIT MAN), he didnt really say a word ever since he collapsed while he begged Ren to help and patch him up, now Ren was just helping himself to Strade's own heart(ngl how does it taste). He was just eating for some time until he was completely finished and looked at Strade, his dead captor, and not the OTHER dead guy who was sitting on that pole over there; last time Ren saw and talked to that guy-like last night lowkey-, he had his glasses on and now it was just laying there on the cement floor- Ren thought one of the lenses was broken. One of the captive's eyes was taken out too. The other dead guy didnt really matter but it might once he figures out where to bury that although, he did knew where to bury Strade.
He didnt want him to be dug outside in a random ass park(Ren cant even drive and do yall even have a garden? I doubt it 🔥🔥) because like what if he ever wants to visit one day and then he sees Strade slowly becoming a skeleton(not cool ik but then sans undertale appears and goes er er er er) and all plus what if police sees it? What if there'll be a police investigation and god knows what would happen if that ever happened. He couldn't hide his body in the closet because eventually it would smell and so? What was left? The freezer. Ren looked down onto that man- not the femboy looking one but the one in front of him. He may have been cruel and horrible and a maniacal man(it rhymes chat) but atleast he was nice to Ren and even lets him yap about stuff he liked! They even played Dress To Impress together(DTI fic ref)- even tho he did had to deal with Strade cussing in German and doxxing 9 year olds there. He was nice to be with atleast; if you just gatekeep what he has done then he's actually an angel!(And my PRINCESS ❤). Ren knew Strade's fat ass would be heavy if he ever carried him(go on, use ur twink ginger muscles) all the way to the basement even though it was like what? 5 or more steps there? Oh well. Dani is not going to be describing Ren carrying a fat German corpse all the way to a freezer just to dunk him in there but there you have it; its almost 1am rn what the fuck.
He looked at Strade, not in fear but in a sort of empathetic way. Ren already missed him but it was time to say goodbye.
He looked away and closed the freezer and walked up to the basement stairs, all the way to the OTHER stairs and up to Ren's small- yet comfy- bedroom. He had enough for the day so he thought maybe a nap will help.
But while he slept, a lady watched him by the distance.
It wasnt Dani the coolest coming to kidnap him for some male pregnancy experiment(me).
Neither it was Strade who would fake his death and say that whole thing was a prank to 'test his feelings'- he is the kinda man to do that y'know(dark empathy ref).
Or Yumeko Jabami from that gay gambling anime- didnt matter if it was gay or not, Ren really liked her boobs.
But it was........
Beyoncé. A few hours later, Ren was greeted by a knock on his bedroom door. Huh. That was weird; was it perhaps from the window instead(wait DOES Ren's room even have windows?), like some branch knocking or sum. Oh well. Back to bed!
....
...
There it went again and this time, Ren could hear a voice; it was familiar, like it was coming from something you hear from the radio. Ren slowly woke up with a groan. Who the hell was actually knocking at his door at....2 in the morning?
"Now that you're out of my life, im so much better; You thought that I'd be weak without you, but I'm stronger."
...
Wait a minute
....Is..
Is that...Beyoncé?
"You thought that I'd be broke without you, but I'm richer; you thought that I'd be sad without you, I laugh harder."
She seemed to be singing Survivor by Destiny's Child. Wait. There goes that knock again; and this time, it seemed to be getting louder along with that voice.
Until suddenly, the door crashed down dramatically and...? It WAS Beyoncé, she was holding a knife and had a stern look on her face
"B-Beyoncé?" Ren stammered in shock.
"How did you live through that without thanking me for everything?" She asked as she slowly approached Ren.
,"What do you me-" Ren took a pause to think, he suddenly realised it now; "No....Beyoncé, I am so sorry I didnt thank you! Please dont do it!" He hid his face, his hands and legs trembling as she came closer and closer.
"I thought you would have remembered by now, Ren.." Beyoncé said as she swung the knife and thrusted it into Ren's chest. He yelped in pain while the weapon dug into his chest- right in the middle actually, "But...haah...Just on that specific day when your man died, you forget what is truly important."
"W-what? ME AND HIM ARENT DATING WHAT DO YOU ME- AH!!" Ren screeched just when Beyoncé shoved the knife into his chest again, it was like she was stabbing him over and again until to the point he was bleeding- like a lot.
"I guess you're gonna have to end up like him either way" She remarked, "Always thank Beyoncé."
And just as then, everything went black.